Chapter 631: Desert Turns to Oasis
"On the battlefield, if you want to survive, there's only one way—kill all your enemies. Without enemies, there's no more danger to your life."
"From the earliest days of stones and clubs to the later use of slings and bows, it was all for the same reason: to kill the enemy as quickly as possible."
"With the study of the mysteries of life itself, intelligent beings began to walk the path of the Professional."
"Gradually, everyone gained the ability to use life energies in various forms—Battle Aura, Holy Light, Mana, Spell Slots, and more."
"The methods of fighting gradually changed, but the purpose of battle never did."
"Kill your opponent first!"
"That's also the rule in Bay Territory—attack first, and we win the war."
"Always use ranged weapons first, and even when you're forced into melee, use polearms that strike first."
"Spears and pikes are both excellent choices, but spears have a more standardized application than pikes."
"The spear techniques inherited from the Eastern Continent allow new recruits to learn and use this killing weapon with the greatest speed."
"Spear movements are simple, the attack range is wide, and they coordinate well with teammates, allowing the unit to quickly develop formidable combat power."
"Dragon Warriors, with their superior physique, can unleash the full power of this mighty weapon!"
"But to truly master it, you need daily, unrelenting training, endless battles and practice, and finally true understanding."
"..."
The advice that flashed through Jifan's mind became the source of his full power.
As he gradually calmed down, the spear in his hand became an extension of his body, striking and blocking the enemy exactly as he wished.
The orcs crowded around, looking ready to surround and overwhelm him.
But in reality, none of them could get close to the area covered by his spear.
Like a mob shouting outside a door but never able to step inside.
Occasionally, a big orc champion would charge in—
—but it couldn't withstand Jifan's concentrated second strike.
Only now, with his understanding of combat skills reaching a new level, did Jifan gradually comprehend just how crucial technique is on the battlefield.
Boom!
The swinging spear smashed through metal armor.
A burly orc champion was sent flying backwards.
It tried to get up, but blood was already flooding into its lungs through its wounds.
Coughing violently and painfully, its bloodshot eyes went wide.
Before it could rise again, the silver spear flashed like lightning and stabbed right through its head.
Squelch!
Blood and flesh splattered everywhere, filling the air with the scent of blood.
The orc Warlord watched Jifan, whose body was barely stained with blood.
It felt the greatest threat it had ever known—even more terrifying than when it faced the legendary orc Ironhide Grigg.
Without hesitation, it grabbed its heavy battle axe and, with a mighty roar, charged at Jifan.
Raising its axe, it watched as Jifan swept away the orcs surrounding him with a spear, just as Jifan's back was exposed.
The hunting instinct buried in the orc Warlord's memory awakened.
Without hesitation, it leapt, channeling all its power into the axe for a devastating blow at Jifan's back!
The orc Warlord's eyes filled with bloodlust and cruelty as it closed in on Jifan.
It could hardly wait to see the enemy's head chopped off, his strong body gushing a fountain of blood.
The stronger the enemy, the higher the blood spray, the more excited the orc Warlord became.
As it got within five meters of Jifan, the orc Warlord instinctively judged that Jifan couldn't possibly turn around in time.
This was a predator's innate talent, built into the orc's genes—a gift for hunting!
Just as the orc Warlord was about to taste the thrill of slaughter, Jifan's upper body suddenly spun around.
The spear that had been pointing forward shifted with Jifan's deft motion, spinning behind him and stabbing the orc Warlord right in the chest!
A spinning spear strike!
Squelch!
With the force of both their charges, the enchanted adamantine spearhead pierced straight through the orc Warlord's chest.
The Warlord slid half a meter down the shaft, all strength lost, and dropped to its knees.
With a twist of Jifan's wrist, it was flung from the spear, dying no differently than any common orc champion.
Even after killing the orc Warlord, Jifan wasn't especially pleased—he keenly sensed the terror among the orc soldiers.
He seized the opportunity, charged forward, and ruthlessly hunted down the fleeing orcs.
Orcs in other directions also lost morale, fleeing in panic from the Dragon Warriors they seemed unable to ever reach.
Orcs do feel fear—the difference is just in what kind of foe they face!
The orc horde collapsed, a thousand Dragon Warriors chasing them down.
At full sprint, the Dragon Warriors showed another terrifying power:
They could run even faster than the orcs in panicked flight!
Powerful, tireless, and fast!
The Dragon Warriors' physical abilities utterly crushed the orcs.
Everyone on Blood Castle's walls, watching the Dragon Warriors in pursuit, was filled with awe and expectation.
With such power, Dragon Warriors could crush ordinary troops and whole armies.
No wonder Bay Territory's development is so rapid!
No wonder Bay Territory always wins against the odds!
With warriors this strong, it's no surprise Bay Territory has its current territory and might.
But soon, something even more incredible happened.
Just when everyone thought the Dragon Warriors would call it a day after routing more than ten thousand orcs, Carlos exclaimed in disbelief:
"What are they doing?!"
Everyone looked over to see that, far from retreating, the Dragon Warriors were still right on the heels of the routed orcs.
The more insightful onlookers immediately realized what the Dragon Warriors intended!
They meant to use the panicked orc rabble to charge the tens of thousands-strong orc horde behind them!
One thousand vs. ten thousand!
They win!
Still advancing!
One thousand vs. fifty thousand!
Unbelievable madness!
Unthinkable daring!
Now every eye, including those of Blood Castle's soldiers, was fixed on the Dragon Warrior ranks!
Even the orc horde noticed the movement!
The Bloodhand Clan Chieftain, Kuangbiao, felt utterly disrespected.
Days of pent-up rage erupted from his chest like a volcano.
"Full attack! Kill those enemies! Crush them!"
Blazing red light flared from Kuangbiao, covering every orc warrior.
Tens of thousands of orc warriors let out wild roars and, with a deafening din, charged toward the routed rabble.
Their formation was chaotic, but their bloodthirst and fearless ferocity made them formidable.
That gray-green wave of terror pressed down with overwhelming force.
With all eyes watching, a great mass of orc monsters was about to crash into a tiny handful of Dragon Warriors.
Everyone feared these mighty, heroic Dragon Warriors would be swallowed up by the army!
At that moment, a huge figure burst from the clouds above.
"ROAR...!"
An earth-shaking dragon roar fell with palpable dragon might!
Yaya, radiating a breath of destruction, spread her vast wings and—facing the orc horde—took a deep breath!
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Her devastating breath instantly engulfed the panicked orcs.
Not a single orc could survive even half a second in flames thousands of degrees hot.
Worse for the orcs, the crushing pressure on them only grew heavier.
Not only could they not run, they couldn't even lift their heads or straighten up.
Seeing their fellows incinerated into ash, the orcs lost all morale and fled in terror.
Kuangbiao, who had led the charge, fell heavily, desperately trying to avoid Yaya's attack.
But the red light radiating from his body betrayed his location!
As the flames closed in, Kuangbiao desperately tore off the tooth necklace from his neck.
Hiss!
In an instant, searing flames roasted Kuangbiao's body to charcoal.
Blood-red light gathered inside, frantically healing his charred skin.
But the breath's destructive force was too strong, charring him before any healing could begin.
Everyone knows: destruction is always easier than repair!
Kuangbiao's tall, brawny body was burned away layer by layer.
As his body shrank, his head was soon burnt away too.
His will was directly crushed to pieces by agony and madness.
A twisted, sinister power kept squirming inside Kuangbiao's remains, trying to break free.
Just then, the roaring breath vanished.
Silver-scaled claws descended, smashing down precisely on Kuangbiao's remains.
Crunch!
Monstrous force crushed them, and a twisted red light burst out.
But before it could escape, a mass of dark gray radiance expanded from its center.
Yaya studied the crimson glow with delight, curiously asking:
"This looks like divinity!"
A chill flashed in Matthew's eyes, and he clenched his fist without hesitation.
Furious thunder slammed into the crimson glow.
The dazzling red light immediately dimmed, and vague screams and roars echoed out.
Boom!
The twisted crimson light forcibly broke free of the power of time and burrowed underground.
Yaya, caught off guard, slammed her paw in frustration.
She dug up a big clump of earth but couldn't find the crimson light's trace.
Shaking her head angrily, she soared skyward again to the cries of terrified orcs.
Yaya's arrival and Kuangbiao's death threw the orc horde into utter chaos.
Just then, the routed rabble herded by the Dragon Warriors crashed into them.
Instantly, the horde scattered in panic.
They fled in all directions, terrified that Yaya would attack from above again.
With so many orcs running, even those who wanted to fight got swept away.
Panic and fear spread like plague, quickly destroying their will to fight.
The Dragon Warriors strode forward, no longer herding orcs, but hunting down any orc champions or Warlords who tried to rally resistance.
Killing those trying to stabilize the lines, further shattering orc morale.
When Yaya appeared in the sky again,
—even without attacking, the orc horde broke and scattered for good.
Orcs fled madly, hacking at comrades in their way, turning into utter chaos.
As the Dragon Warriors closed in, the terrified orcs were scared out of their wits, not daring to resist at all.
The Dragon Warriors trampled over the orc corpses, chasing for two full hours.
They fought a bloody path for ten miles before returning in triumph.
An elated Carlos led his troops to greet them home.
Bonfires were lit and the bodies burned, thick smoke spiraling skyward.
Everyone on the wall, seeing the Dragon Warriors lined up so neatly, feeling their overwhelming presence, flashed with fear in their eyes.
A thousand Dragon Warriors!
Not a single one wounded!
Even without a word, they spoke more than any speech.
The sight of them burning the orc bodies was forever seared into everyone's hearts.
Now they understood how Bay Territory could remain unaffected even while beset on all sides.
With such a mighty Dragon Warrior force led by Yaya, what ordinary faction could possibly stand against them?
Watching from the sky, Matthew was thoroughly satisfied with this demonstration of strength.
Three years of hard work had finally revealed the fangs of Bay Territory!
Of course he knew the Dragon Warriors' appearance would make other powers wary of Bay Territory.
Especially the Cole Elf Kingdom, which would try everything to uncover the Dragon Warriors' secrets.
Matthew actually hoped they'd make progress, learn more inside information, and invest even more resources.
After all, even if the Cole Elves were unwilling, they'd still have to send vast resources to Bay Territory.
With all those resources, Bay Territory could accelerate development even further.
How could growing crops and mining on their own compare to thousands of years of the others' accumulation?
Multifaceted tactics are a must!
Noticing a few people discussing together, Matthew left with Yaya after the Dragon Warriors used the teleportation array to leave Blood Castle.
Before leaving, Matthew just cast a deep look at the wild highlands soaring into the clouds far away.
He knew all too well that a brutal struggle was raging within those highlands.
That struggle would last a long time, until two vast orc powers emerged.
These two orc powers would, before long, bring about a terrifying "Orc Cataclysm."
When that time came, the Netheril Empire would be gravely wounded, losing most of its ground forces.
The Cole Elves would land the final blow at the perfect time!